[ but then, she does not really see it as art, regardless of how pretty it might be. she should introduce him to alphinaud's portrait skills, someday.. if only to thoroughly embarrass him. ]
Nevertheless, they are symbols that all arcanists must become comfortable with, both to create and to recognize. Without them, there would be no.. well -
Right. No cutie-pie Topaz. Wouldn't it be cool if I could do somethin' similar with my camera?
[ It's not the same thing, since they just established it's geometry as well as art, but still. What if things he took pictures of could come to life? What if he could take a picture of a Carbuncle and summon one any time? Now that would be neat.
...A moment passes, and Prompto seems to remember something. ]
i mean, it's not like she's melting out there.. but still, they have a job to do! alisaie is back on her feet, slinging her grimoire onto the belts at her back, and taking up the scarf she'd fetched back into her hands. ]
[ With one final pat to Carbuncle's head, Prompto urges him off his chest and he climbs back to his feet at last. Ah, he has such a warm spot near his heart where Carbuncle sat...what a good, perfect boy, almost as good as a chocobo. Almost. ]
You bet we should! We were so close to bein' done, too. Think that'll be the finishing touch.
[ it's amazing that he can still breathe, tbh, with that mjolnir of a carbuncle having sat on his chest for so long, slowly crushing his ribs to powder. topaz is an active buncle, however, so he's happy to hop down onto his feet again, wiggling his tails excitedly. go for walkies?? ]
Indeed.
[ as if reading her thoughts, topaz rears up to snatch the scarf in its teeth, whipping it around until it's wrapped around his sparkly neck. and then he's at the door, looking back at them both. what are they waiting for?? ]
[ Oh, oh no. That's too cute. Carbuncle in a scarf!!! All too quickly, Prompto is whipping out his camera, snapping a picture of Topaz with the scarf on before he starts towards the door. ]
Think he's gonna leave us in the dust if we don't catch up!
[ i mean yeah, that's cute as heck, and definitely picture worthy, so alisaie bends to pat topaz on the head when she passes to open the door. immediately the carbuncle is right out the door, hopping across the snow, leaving tiny little footprints behind. ]
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[ At least, he's never seen their likeness before, except for in art books and museums. Is it really that common where she's from? ]
You must have some real artsy folks back home!
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[ but then, she does not really see it as art, regardless of how pretty it might be. she should introduce him to alphinaud's portrait skills, someday.. if only to thoroughly embarrass him. ]
Nevertheless, they are symbols that all arcanists must become comfortable with, both to create and to recognize. Without them, there would be no.. well -
[ gesturing to carbuncle!! ]
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[ It's not the same thing, since they just established it's geometry as well as art, but still. What if things he took pictures of could come to life? What if he could take a picture of a Carbuncle and summon one any time? Now that would be neat.
...A moment passes, and Prompto seems to remember something. ]
...Oh. The snowlady!
[ Yep, they sure did abandon her. ]
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Oh!
[ oh!!
i mean, it's not like she's melting out there.. but still, they have a job to do! alisaie is back on her feet, slinging her grimoire onto the belts at her back, and taking up the scarf she'd fetched back into her hands. ]
I suppose we ought to finish her off.
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You bet we should! We were so close to bein' done, too. Think that'll be the finishing touch.
[ He nods to her scarf. It's perfect! ]
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Indeed.
[ as if reading her thoughts, topaz rears up to snatch the scarf in its teeth, whipping it around until it's wrapped around his sparkly neck. and then he's at the door, looking back at them both. what are they waiting for?? ]
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Think he's gonna leave us in the dust if we don't catch up!
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Well, come on then, slowpoke!
[ she's darting right out the door!! ]